"People always say that actions will prove everything, but who doesn't argue right and wrong with their mouths."

I have to wait for the second semester to come out, so this year has been very comfortable.

But even if I know the results, I don't think it will be a big deal, this self-confidence is given by our homeroom teacher Julie, since that New Year's Day party, in addition to one more friend Wang Yan, my obvious personality is also cheerful, from the beginning of not speaking to slowly begin to show themselves, so the grades have also climbed.

After the Lantern Festival, the new semester begins. Just like the confidence in my heart, the results are okay. After that, the learning can basically be maintained to the middle and upper reaches.

What child doesn't yearn for a vacation, especially a summer vacation, two months, although there are summer vacation tasks, but it is free. After returning home during the summer vacation, in addition to writing homework, the rest of the time is 'sightseeing', and as for my classmates, they can always have fun in groups.

One day, I was lying on a big rock behind my room, and suddenly I opened my eyes, and a man with his mouth open, "babbling amm" but never saying anything, was gesturing directly in front of me, and he smiled calmly after the gesturing. I was instinctively a little scared, I didn't know what he was expressing, not to mention that I heard my grandparents say that I should stay away from these similar deaf and mute people, and I heard my grandmother say that the neighbors think that although these people look pitiful, they are not good.

I heard my grandmother say that because these people are not perfect by nature, people mostly ignore their existence. I later learned that if in some places such people might be called village keepers, but we don't have such traditions here, they would naturally be regarded as inferior. This family wants to collect food, ask people like him to help with their efforts, and after selling their strength, they can only exchange for a few meals in those days, and after the end, they will send him away without a good voice, and they don't want him to stay longer for a moment, and they can even get bored with a sentence: The work is not very good, and there is still a lot of food to eat. Some people coax them to work, and sometimes they don't specify how to beat and scold them.

The most outrageous thing is that there is something missing in that area, which can always be associated with him, so that some messy and bad things on him are more and more, and gradually people will scoff at it. He was incapable of justifying, and of course everything was taken by people as his acquiescence, and even the children pointed fingers at him.

Of course, I'm the same, and I don't like people like him, either because I don't like it, but because I'm afraid of those rumors. I heard it from my grandmother, and I didn't know what it meant to be terrible, so I believed it. The general literacy of the people in the town is not very high, and they always look at such people with prejudice and discrimination, and how can I tell the difference as a child.

Seeing that I was afraid, he did not go any further, but smiled vigorously, and then took a small cylinder from his pocket and put it in his mouth and blew it. I thought it was funny, and I gradually subsided my hostility, but I still retained my vigilance.

"How did you do that?"

He said "ahhhh

After a while the dumb uncle came back again, I opened my eyes, and saw that he had a branch and a machete in his hand, and I was stunned again, and he stopped at some distance from me, and I saw him cutting the branch with his knife, and after a while he pulled out a piece of bark from the branch, which was formed in the shape of a cylinder and thinned on one side, and he handed me the finished one, and took out the one that was in his pocket and blew it, and I followed suit.

"Si Yan, come back quickly."

I saw my grandmother walking briskly from the path next to the eaves, and the dumb uncle walked away slowly, and my grandmother took my little hand and walked past the mute uncle, and when I got home, my grandmother didn't miss me too much, but just said a few words seriously.

"We don't know if what people say about him is true or not, but if you don't contact him, people will feel that your character will also be affected."

I didn't speak, just nodded slightly, thinking about my little Jiujiu in my heart.

Because of my personality, I don't like to play with my classmates very much, but I look forward to taking some time to quietly go to the mountains behind the house with my dumb uncle to find new things every vacation. After that, he took me to make a flute with a bamboo pole, and made a toy gun with fruit as bullets, and every time I got some juice that could not be washed off, my grandmother would talk about me, and I thought that my grandmother must have known that the dumb uncle was playing with me, but she did not stop it, and I later thought that it was my grandmother's kindness and wisdom, and she understood that those bad rumors attacked a person who could not even explain it.

Not only the mountains are my childhood paradise, but the whole forest is also full of sweet memories. Uncle Dumb not only took me to make all kinds of fun things with these magical species endowed by nature, but also took me to look for all kinds of wild fruits in the four seasons later, in addition to some common plums, persimmons, chestnuts, walnuts, mulberries and other common ones, and some strange fruits with strange names such as August fried, cat baby feces, etc., and I can't even remember what the name is. It can be said that the dumb uncle plumped up the pleasures of my entire childhood.

After a period of time with Uncle Mute, I gradually had a great impression of him, although he could not speak and his mental state was not as healthy as that of a normal person, but he was really not as unbearable as they said, and his conduct was very good. People may not be able to speak like the darkness in the sun, and people can always be full of illusions, which is a feeling in people's hearts, and people believe too much in feelings to ignorantly hurt and destroy others.

The only friend outside of school is Uncle Mute, who can play with me like a child and teach me a lot of creative play.

In fact, I also envy the classmates who said that they had been to a movie theater and seen bears in the casual conversation between classes, and that they had been to the amusement park, played on the merry-go-round, ridden the roller coaster, and even said that they had been to Disney. My family doesn't have this condition, I know, my grandparents are busy with farm work all day long, my parents work in the field all day, how can I have that opportunity, I don't have a strong desire like other children, I have to play what others have, I have to have what others have, I am very Buddhist, I am very satisfied to have a dumb uncle to play with me.

The student period passed quickly, and there were air conditioning fans in the classrooms in winter and summer, although the old air conditioning for a class of 40 or so people was not very effective, but it was already very good. The Chinese teacher, who is the head teacher Zhu Li, also followed us to the third grade with the upgrade of our grade, and in the past three years, there have been transfers, and some classmates have transferred classes, but most of them are still together, Wang Yan and Huang Qi are still there, I have the best time with them in school, and their popularity is beyond my reach.

"Students, this semester will be the third grade as soon as it is over, I hope you will continue to maintain good study habits, study hard, and go home with a satisfactory grade, I will not take you after the third grade, there will be a new teacher to be everyone's homeroom teacher, so everyone will behave well in the last time I take you, okay?"

"Okay." I shouted all at once. My classmates all looked at me, and the homeroom teacher smiled at me, and then everyone responded and answered "yes" in unison.

In the last days of the third grade, I came home and spent most of my time studying instead of going to the mountains with my dumb uncle. Uncle Mute also understood, and every time he came, he took out the wild fruits he had found from the mountains and gave them to me, while I was eating and writing my homework, and I could see that my grandparents were also very different about this dumb uncle.

Through hearsay, I heard that there was going to be a major class adjustment in the third grade, and I didn't know if I could be in the same class as Huang Qi and Wang Yan anymore......